freenovelworld Chapter 487 Since you're here, stay!
Chapter 487 Since you're here, stay!
Princess Beiyan's chest heaved violently; she had never experienced such a defeat!
Her proud army of ghost soldiers was so utterly vulnerable in front of the enemy!
"Find her! At all costs, find the whistleblower and kill her!"
Her personal guards immediately obeyed the order and attempted to rush towards the city wall.
But inside the barbican, the Pingzhou army had already laid a trap.
Narrow streets, dense rain of arrows, and rolling logs and stones thrown from rooftops all became insurmountable obstacles for the Northern Yan soldiers.
"Trying to leave?" Duan Qingye appeared on the other side of the city wall at some point, holding a gleaming Mo Dao in his hand, a bloodthirsty smile on his face.
"Since you're here, why don't you all stay?"
He leaped down from the city wall, which was several meters high, and with a sweep of his longsword, several Northern Yan soldiers who were trying to climb the wall were instantly decapitated.
On the battlefield, two distinctly different whistles continue to clash.
The Northern Yan princess's whistle grew increasingly urgent and shrill, attempting to suppress her opponent with absolute volume.
Chu Ruohan's whistle, however, always maintained a peculiar resilience. It did not confront the opponent head-on, but it was all-pervasive, cleverly dismantling, dividing, and even distorting the opponent's commands.
Gradually, the Northern Yan princess sensed that something was amiss.
The other person's whistle, though sounding somewhat awkward and not as fluent as hers, contained certain combinations of syllables that were surprisingly...
Surprisingly, it subtly echoes some of the core commands she uses to control the ghost soldiers!
This startled her!
Could it be... that the other side also knows the secret of the bone whistle?
No, that's impossible! The method of making and playing this bone whistle is a closely guarded secret of the Northern Yan royal family!
Unless... it's that captured bone whistle!
In the mind of the Northern Yan princess, the figures of Chu Ruohan and Yingyi flashed before the captured ghost soldier in the dungeon.
Could it be her? !
That seemingly frail wife of the Pingzhou General?!
This realization shocked and disbelieved her even more than the ghost soldiers going out of control.
How could an outsider who had never been exposed to this art be able to decipher the secrets of the bone whistle in such a short time, and even use it against himself?
"It's you!" The Northern Yan princess suddenly raised her head, her gaze fixed on the blurry figure on the city wall.
Although she couldn't see clearly, she was almost certain it was that woman!
Her personal guards were killed by Duan Qingye, who killed them with a single sword, preventing them from getting even half a step closer to the city wall!
"A bunch of trash!"
She roared angrily, unable to contain herself any longer.
These ghost soldiers are her life's work, her reliance for conquering the northern border!
The Northern Yan princess took a longbow from beside her saddle, her movements swift as lightning, and drew the bow, nocked an arrow…
The golden mask reflected a cold light in the sunlight, and the arrow pointed directly at the figure on the city wall, the one who had caused her to fail!
"Whoosh-!"
The arrow pierced the air, heading straight for Chu Ruohan!
Gu Junze had been keeping a close eye on the Northern Yan princess's movements. When he saw her draw her bow, his heart skipped a beat, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
"Han'er, be careful!"
Without thinking twice, he lunged forward and pulled Chu Ruohan to his side with all his might.
"Pfft!"
Chu Ruohan felt a burning pain in her shoulder, and the bone whistle in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter, abruptly stopping the whistling sound from her lips.
She let out a muffled groan, her face instantly turning deathly pale.
As soon as the whistle stopped, some of the "ghost soldiers" in the city, who had already fallen into chaos and even started killing each other, seemed to suddenly break free of invisible shackles.
The red light in their eyes surged again, and they roared as they turned back towards the nearby Pingzhou soldiers, launching an even more ferocious attack than before!
Upon seeing this, the Northern Yan princess revealed a sinister smile beneath her mask.
It really works!
As long as the woman who blew the whistle is killed, these ghost soldiers will still be her sharpest blade!
"Kill them all for me!" she urged sharply, trying to regain control of all the ghost soldiers.
"Fire arrows! Shoot down the Northern Yan demoness!" Gu Junze supported Chu Ruohan, and seeing the blood seeping from her shoulder, his eyes widened in fury as he gave the order in a stern voice.
On the city wall, the archers, who had been preparing for a long time, immediately aimed their arrows at the Northern Yan princess.
Despite the excruciating pain, Chu Ruohan pushed away Gu Junze's supporting hand and tremblingly picked up the bone whistle from the ground.
She can't stop!
She gritted her teeth, brought the bone whistle back to her lips, ignoring the injury on her shoulder, and began to play again.
This time, however, her whistle was even sharper.
Arrows rained down on the princess of Northern Yan from below the city walls.
The guards around the Northern Yan princess fought desperately to protect their mistress, and one after another they fell, struck by arrows.
Inside the barbican, the "ghost soldiers" who had just begun to fight back were driven into a frenzy by Chu Ruohan's relentless whistle!
They no longer distinguish between friend and foe, but instead frantically attack any moving target in their vicinity.
Even their own kind began banging their heads against the walls and tearing their own bodies with their claws.
The scene was so horrific that even seasoned veterans of Pingzhou were horrified by what they saw.
The Northern Yan princess's ghost army finally collapsed under the combined attack of the two whistles and the complete internal chaos.
They were no longer an army, but a pack of completely out-of-control beasts, who eventually fell one by one in the infighting between the Pingzhou Army and their own kind...
Princess Beiyan's face was ashen beneath her mask. She gazed at the devastation of the city and the complete annihilation of her carefully trained ghost army, her blood churning within her chest.
"Withdraw! Withdraw back to the main camp!"
She practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.
The surviving Northern Yan soldiers, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, protected the Northern Yan princess and retreated in a disheveled state towards the outside of the city.
Gu Junze did not order a pursuit.
The barbican was defended, but at a heavy cost.
More importantly, Chu Ruohan was injured.
He strode over to Chu Ruohan, scooped her up in his arms, and rushed straight towards the makeshift medical tent.
"Dr. Qian! Quickly!" His voice was hoarse, filled with barely suppressed anxiety.
Chu Ruohan, whom he held in his arms, was as pale as paper, and the crimson color stung Gu Junze's eyes.
Duan Qingye, carrying a knife, strode up and saw Chu Ruohan's arm.
"It's nothing, just a superficial injury."
Gu Junze did not respond, but carefully placed Chu Ruohan on a simple cot.
Dr. Qian immediately stepped forward, his gaze falling on the wound on Chu Ruohan's shoulder, and examined it.
"The general's wife only has some scratches on her arm; some medicine will do the trick."
Gu Junze's tense body suddenly relaxed. Fortunately, he rescued her in time, otherwise that arrow would have taken Han'er's life.
Outside the city, the sound of horses' hooves as the defeated remnants of the Northern Yan army fled in panic gradually faded into the distance, while inside the barbican, the cheers of the Pingzhou army could be faintly heard.
This battle was won fiercely and perilously.
But at this moment, for Gu Junze, as long as she is safe and sound, that is more important than anything else.